Chapter 2496 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (16)

In the darkness, the boy finally got up slowly.

With his beautiful fingertips, he leisurely caught the blanket that had slipped from his lap.

The shabby blanket is heavy, but it can be seen that it is old.

Xia Ya's indifferent and delicate face, even though he endured severe pain, did not change a bit.

His aristocratic restraint and forbearance, even if he suffered great pain.

Also maintain a dignified posture.

Xia got up slowly, and finally turned around.

The scattered strands of hair on the forehead fell under the eyes.

He didn't waste his energy combing his hair, but looked at the table through the gaps in the hair.

On the long mahogany table, all kinds of messy materials are placed.

In the middle of the table, a small figure was lying on its stomach.

The loose robe fell on his shoulders.

Women's underwear is thin, and the white thin shirt is also a bit too big.

When the girl was lying on her stomach, some messy braids fell on her extremely thin back.

Because of his posture, his extremely fragile neck and weak shoulders were exposed.

In the darkness, the boy stared at her with a blank expression on his face.

It seemed to be checking to see if she was pretending to be asleep.

He supported the back of the chair with one hand. It could be seen that his posture was reluctant, but his back was still straight, which made his figure more slender and pleasing to the eye.

Seems to be brewing strength, he waited for a while.

Only slowly, step by step gently walked over.

When he came to the table, he reluctantly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped.

The room suddenly lit up.

Not oil lamps, not candles.

But light magic.

Shaar used a little bit of magic, and his breath was a little uneven.

But his snow-white face was still so cold that there was no trace of fluctuation.

The little witch was lying on her stomach, with half of her face not covered by her arms, appearing in the light.

Her delicate brows were tightly frowned, and there were a few traces of haggardness on her pale face.

The lips are bright red, but a little dry.

These days, she has been taking care of him.

Never take care of myself.

From time to time at night, I saw her get up and press the quilt for him.

I am worried that there will be gaps in his quilt and he will be blown by the cold wind.

Xia stood quietly in front of the table, his eyes still extremely cold.

He thought for a while before reaching out, and his slender fingers landed on her neck bone.

Just a little bit of strength can break her neck.

Killing a witch is a task and a habit for him.

But when his fingertips touched her skin, he realized how cold she was.

Cold...like a corpse.

Shaar's fingertips trembled, and he retracted suddenly.

The movement was too great, and his face turned pale.

Holding the table with both hands, I could barely stand.

This adventure to the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan might really be a mistake.

He is still too young to harness the power of the Dragon Sacred Dragon Skeleton.

It was too much.

But there are too many dirty things in the family, which also shakes his interests.

If he doesn't hurry up and stand at the top of the imperial power.

So... it is not certain who will have the power of the family.

Char coldly spit out a name in his mouth.

If someone knows, it will definitely be shocking.

Because he used an unusually contemptuous tone and called out the king's name coldly.

Shaar looked at the little witch, her purple eyes were so cold that it made people shiver.

If you are so poor, don't learn to help others.

Died of poverty, death of cold, death of starvation is what they deserve.

Xiaya stretched out his hand again, his white fingertips were more delicate and cold like the white snow on the top of a mountain.

His fingertips fell gently on her hair.

A few strands of magic power fell into her body.

Her skin warmed up again, and the frowning of her brows eased a little.

There was a slight fluctuation in Xia Ya's beautiful and clear purple eyes.

When Bai Weiwei was woken up by the system, the room was filled with darkness.

The delicate boy still sat quietly on the chair.

The wool blanket is still meticulously covered on the legs.

But the favorability has become ten.